The cannon fodder female supporting role turns into a god in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 11
Min Xiyao scooped out some of the purchased grain and divided it into five portions.He divided the bought food into several portions and walked to the village.

First came to Aunt Li's house. Aunt Li was sitting at the door mending clothes. When she saw Min Xiyao coming with something, she quickly put down her clothes and greeted her with a smile:

"Why is girl Xiyao here? Come in and sit down."

"Auntie, this is some food I bought for your little treasure, don't dislike it."

Min Xiyao was afraid that Aunt Li would refuse, so she hurriedly carried the things into the house.

Aunt Li hurriedly refused: "Girl, Auntie knows your kindness. Your life is difficult, so you don't need to carry things for Auntie."

She knew that the little girl knew how to be grateful, and giving Xiaobao a gift was an excuse, but thanking them for the food they sent earlier was the truth.

The little girl's life was miserable. Even if she sold the buffalo and got some silver, a girl without a house or land would have a hard time.How could she accept the little girl's things?
"Auntie, listen to me. I was lucky. I not only picked up a bison on the mountain, but also dug up a ginseng and sold it for some silver. These things are my thank you. Don't refuse, I would like to invite three Uncle help break some furniture!"

"Hiss! Girl, I'm not talking about you. How can you enter the inner circle of the fairy mountain? That would be fatal! You take the things back, and when your third cousin comes back, I will ask him to come to your house to measure it."

Aunt Li, surnamed Li, married from Lijia Village to Minjia Village.Her husband, Min Jifei, is Min Xiyao's next-door uncle and the only carpenter in the village.

Min Xiyao not only came to express her thanks this time, but also wanted to ask Uncle Santang to build some furniture.

The two declined for a while, and Min Jifei just came back from the outside. After Min Xiyao handed over the drawings she had drawn with charcoal to Min Jifei, she went to several other houses that had helped her before.

Before leaving, Aunt Li told her quietly: "You have worked hard to earn some money, so you must be careful with Second Aunt, they, alas! Do evil!"

Min Xiyao knew what Aunt Li meant.

Isn't the second aunt that Aunt Li is talking about her good grandmother Wu?It's strange that Mrs. Wu doesn't act like a demon!

Thinking of Aunt Li's kindness, Min Xiyao couldn't help reminding:
"Aunt Li, this year's temperature is much colder than previous years. I heard from people in the town that the weather is not right. Prepare more food and firewood to survive the winter!"

"As soon as you say it, it's really like this, girl, now that you have money, ask someone to repair that thatched hut! It would be bad if it snows heavily in winter."

As she said that, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, as if she had caught something, she ran into the room and shouted to Min Jifei:
"Ji Fei, go to the town and have a look at the current grain prices."

Yun Yao carried her things and walked to the other houses, also reminded these families about the winter from the side, and then went to the village chief's house.

She won't say anything about the snow disaster this winter, but she will remind the villagers from the side.

A large part of the village is inhabited by members of the same family as the Min family.

Although these people usually make a lot of noise over trivial matters, most of them are not bad, and some of them have even helped the original owner. If you can remind them, please remind them!

Although she will remind, she will not tell others clearly about the snow disaster this year.

The ancients believed in ghosts and gods. If someone were to be named as the upper body of an evil ghost, she would be burned to death.

After Min Xiyao handed over the house design drawing she drew and 20 taels of silver to the village chief, she walked home.

The village head's wife looked at Min Xiyao's back and sighed:
"This girl is really good. She knows how to be grateful at such a young age. I don't know what Aunt Wu and the others think, pushing such a good little girl out."

The village chief sighed: "Oh! If a blessed girl does not enter the door of no blessing, I think this girl will have a great future in the future. You should take care of her in the future. She is also a member of our Min clan."

"That's for sure! I'm not Aunt Wu, and I did something that was fake. Huh! Let me see! That pretentious Min Xuejiao is not a lucky star at all, but Min Xiyao is."

"Stop saying a few words!" The village chief thought about what Min Xiyao said, and planned to ask someone to go to the town to ask about the price of grain tomorrow.

If it was true what Min Xiyao said, life for the villagers would be difficult.

When Min Xiyao came back, he packed up the things in the house and sent them to the space, and said to himself:
"I'm afraid some people won't be able to sleep tonight!"

Qiqi understood what Min Xiyao said, and asked:

"Master, is he going to practice in the space tonight?"

After the master crossed over, he meditated and practiced in the space every night. He never slept. He had seen someone who was introverted.

"Master, you don't need to be so curly."

"It's not volume, it's hard work."

Min Xiyao has already turned introversion into a habit, even though her soul has penetrated here, she has not stopped working hard to practice.

Is it okay not to practice hard?It's only started at the first level of Qi training, and the future path is still unknown!

What's more, her space is too small!
Min Xiyao smiled, left the space, and lay down on the bed with her eyes closed.

As the sky got darker and darker, the two of them rubbed their hands and feet and came outside Min Xiyao's small courtyard.

The tall and thin man asked the people beside him softly: "Second Uncle, have you taken the rope and the sack? Hehe, sell that little bitch Min Xiyao, let's go to Chunhualou to have fun together."

When Min Rongxing thought of the way Chunhong was scratching her head and posing in the Chunhua Building, she felt itchy in her heart, wishing she could tie Min Xiyao up and sell her right now.

"Take it, take it, keep your voice down. You climb in first, and then pull me in."

Min Laoer finished talking to Min Rongxing impatiently, and kicked Min Rongxing.

Min Rongxing got up quickly, jumped onto the dirt wall with one stride, rode on the top of the wall, and stretched out his hand to pull Min Laoer up.

The two jumped off the low courtyard wall, and walked lightly towards the house with ropes and sacks.

Min Rongxing imagined the money he got from selling Min Xiyao, and asked excitedly:

"Second uncle, if you sell Min Xiyao, will grandma give me some money?"

"I want to fart! Hurry up and tie up that little bitch."

Min Laoer patted Min Rongxing's head and couldn't help urging.

The two thought they were doing it without anyone noticing, but they didn't know that their actions had already fallen into Min Xiyao's eyes.

Min Xiyao looked at the two men sneaking around, guessing their purpose in her heart, and said with a light smile:
"Finally, Mrs. Wu can't sit still anymore. If she wants to sell me, it depends on whether they have life flowers."

Although Min Xiyao's soul has passed through here, although her cultivation level is gone, her spiritual consciousness remains at her foundation building level, which is more than enough to deal with two sneaky villains.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Min Rongxing and the two quietly walked to the side of the house.

Because they climbed over the fence to get in, they had to go through the toilet to get to Min Xiyao's room.

Hearing Min Xiyao's snoring, the two were very excited as if they had seen Yinzi, and their hearts beat fast.

Just at this moment, Min Rongxing's head suddenly hurt as if a needle had been stuck in it. If he didn't pay attention, he slapped his foot and fell into the cesspit with a bang.

"Ah! Second Uncle, save me."

This cesspit is very deep and has not been cleaned for many years. The facade is filled with a lot of smelly stagnant water and feces.

Min Rongxing yelled and struggled hard in the cesspit. He couldn't swim, swallowed a few mouthfuls of stinky feces, and felt nauseous, but he forgot about the severe pain in his head.

He yelled loudly, and Min Laoer was about to pull him, when he heard the scolding voice in the room: "Who?"

(End of this chapter)